[Intro]
I'm talkin' 'bout they all go out there
Okay
(Xay on the track, run that sh*t up)
[Chorus]
All this ice on I feel like Mr.T (What else?)
fu*ked up the hellcat and then the SRT
I'm young wild, reckless, and handsome you see (Don't you see me baby?)
I just flew to Baltimore, flew that b*tch back to the streets (Uh, uh, uh)
[Verse]
I be high as hell off dead ni**as, so sometimes I tweak (I do)
I just fu*ked a cougar b*tch, a housewife, call her Nillili (Oh, oh)
But she want to be mines, I want to be free (I want to be free)
I'm a mutt baby so just let me be (Let me be)
Okay, fasho fasho wе leave ni**as on a tee (No bap)
Aye, I got hit up thеy thought it was a RIP, no bap
Came back from the dead (I did), rose when I sleep
fu*k, ay
Hoppin' out this b*tch, my Glock it's gon' tweak (My G lock)
You dig?
fu*k that, split his wig (Wig)
What happened kid? They say karma is b*tch (b*tch)
I don't know, that's the way we roll (Come on), but that's how it go (But that's how it go)
Walk up on him, switch that b*tch
Hit him in the head, make 'em ghost
Slime slatt a ni**a out, soon as he say it, I already know
fu*k that, yeah, I get cutthroat
I show you what to do with one of those
Put a shh on the back of that b*tch
Watch it shoot like oh (Oh)
Hop out this b*tch let it blow
This b*tch right here scream like (What else?)
Ugh, scream like "Ugh, ugh"
Mariah, but that b*tch like Carey (What?)
I'm ridin' with my drum, no Nick Cannon, don't get buried
Havin' motion fu*k a tight end
Fought for my life, I kill from fightin'
Beat the pussy up it's bitin' (What?)
She got that grip, what I'm likin' (Oh, yeah)
Execute 'em for a check, execute 'em for the jwet
Spin his block and hop out on his b*tch ass, bullets eat his flesh
Oh, they listen to the rumors (Oh), bullets in his head like a brain tumor (Brain tumor)
Oh, I heard they caught his main shooter (Main shooter)
That hot sh*t went right through 'em
[Pre-Chorus]
Go (Go)
Go
Go
Go (fu*k that ni**a)
Go
Go (Back the fu*k up)
Go
Go, go, go, go, go
Go (Chi), go
Go (Chi), go (Chi)
Go (Chi, chi, chi, chi, chi, back the fu*k up)
[Chorus]
All this ice on I feel like Mr.T (What else?)
fu*ked up the hellcat and then the SRT
I'm young wild, reckless, and handsome you see (Don't you see me baby?)
I just flew to Baltimore, flew that b*tch back to the streets (Uh, uh, uh)